Sermon for the Feast of the Optina Elders 2014

October 24, 2014

Sermon for the Feast of the Optina Elders 2014

Today we celebrate the Synaxis of the Holy and God-bearing Elders of Optina Monastery. These fourteen saints, forming an unbroken chain which spanned a century, were at the heart of the last spiritual flowering of Holy Russia before the coming of the Communist yoke. Thousands upon thousands of people of every walk of life came to them from all corners of the Russian land; they waited for days, sometimes weeks to have even one brief conversation with these holy men, or perhaps to only receive their blessing.

What was it about these men that drew the soul of an entire nation to this once-obscure hermitage? Was it the invaluable patristic books which they translated and published? Was it the wise advice that they gave? Was it their simple yet profound teaching on prayer and the spiritual life? Was it the miracles and healings which they performed? For ordinary sinners like us, any one of these things would be the feat of a lifetime. Yet, none of them are worthy even of comparison with the great grace which was given to the Optina Elders: to encounter them was truly to encounter Christ. To hear their words was to hear the words of Christ. To look into their faces was to see Christ Himself looking back at you.

More than any other spiritual charisma, it is clairvoyance that is particularly associated with the ministry of an elder. The ability to see into a person’s thoughts, into their past, into the very depths of their heart, deeper than even they can see themselves — this is the gift that is given to a true elder, that was given to the Optina Elders in abundance. But for many of us, such a prospect is nothing short of terrifying.

It is as another righteous one of Optina, Hieromonk Vasily, wrote: “[The saints] fill the church, peering at me searchingly. It is useless to turn my eyes away from their faces, to hide in some dark corner of the church. The God-pleasers look not at my face, but at my heart. And where might I hide my heart? Thus do I stand in the rough shirt of my helplessness and unworthiness before their all-seeing eyes… The saints’ gaze possess an unfathomable omniscience. There is nothing hidden in my soul from them; everything is accessible and open. It is very uncomfortable to think that someone knows everything about you! How fearful it is to acknowledge that there is nowhere to hide, that even the body cannot withhold its secret thoughts and feelings.”

Why, then, does God allow this? Why does He even give this as one of His highest gifts to those whom He especially favors and chooses?

It is true that most of us today do not know how it feels to come into the presence of a God-bearing elder. We do not know what it feels like to hear somebody respond aloud our silent thoughts and judgments. We do know know what it feels like to hear them answer the question that we cannot bring ourselves to ask. We do not know what it feels like to have a total stranger confess our whole life before the holy icons on our behalf. Yet fundamentally, each one of us knows intimately this same sense of fear and shame. It has been with us all our lives. It was that same fear which gripped the hearts of Adam and Eve when they saw their nakedness and sewed for themselves clothing from fig leaves, and which made them flee when they heard the footsteps of the Lord in the Garden.

It is this fear which makes us weave for ourselves coverings for our sinful hearts. We cover the truth about ourselves with any number of things — with our talents, our humour, our money, our intelligence, our friends, our knowledge, even our religion — because deep down, we are afraid that if anyone, our friends, our families, our God, or even our own self, sees who we really and truly are, then they could never possibly love us.

And this is why God gives the gift of clairvoyance to His saints: so that some of us can have the experience of another human being looking into the very depths of our soul, with all of its sinfulness, spite and ugliness, and then see that same person looking at us with nothing but the all-seeing and all-forgiving compassion of our Saviour Jesus Christ, which embraces (as says the troparion for this feast) “both the wicked and the good with love.” So that by this experience we can learn to stop hiding from the truth about ourselves, to stop running from God, and to fulfill the commandment that is given more than any other commandment in all of Holy Scripture: “Fear not.” For as the Apostle says, “God is love…There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear.”

It was this living experience of the ineffable love, mercy and compassion of Christ that drew thousands upon thousands of faithful and unbelievers alike to Optina Hermitage. But this great gift of grace is not given only to those who met the Elders of Optina, or the other holy and God-bearing elders who have walked this sinful earth; this gift is given to each and every one of us whenever we come to the holy Mystery of Confession.

And this is truly the most important thing about Confession: not that we fulfill an obligation to recite the list of sins which we have committed, nor that we feel guilt about the wrongs we have done, but rather that we come naked into the healing presence of the Lord God, as we truly are, and simply ask for His grace and His mercy. And this is also why we confess our sins before the priest: so that when another human being sees us as we really are, with all our filth and ugliness, and in turn that person responds to all the worst things about us with nothing but mercy and forgiveness, we will catch but the smallest glimpse of the love and compassion which the All-merciful Saviour has for us sinners.

More than anything else, the Optina Elders sought to teach their disciples humility. Over and over they said that humility can cover any multitude of sins and can take the place of all other virtues. This is because only the humble are able to stand in the presence of God, to see and freely admit the depths of their sinfulness and unworthiness, and to accept in the face of this the superabundant love and mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ.

May He grant this to all of us, through the intercessions of His Most Pure Mother, the Holy and God-bearing Elders of Optina, and of all the saints. Amen.




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